Female supporting roles rely on food to save themselves

Chapter 114 Asking God
Gu Run looked at Zhao Ying faintly. When he rescued him from the altar that day, he looked sick and haggard. Now because of himself, he recovered, but with an extremely handsome face, he only looked at Gu Xiang.

What does Gu Xiang have?Obviously she is just a woman with a bad fate, why doesn't she die obediently!

For a moment, Gu Run no longer thought about whether she should change the future, whether to save the Duke or not, she only wanted Gu Xiang to die!

I always feel that if Gu Xiang doesn't die, she will lose everything she once had...

Gu Run turned cold in an instant, turned his head and said to the patriarch: "The most beloved sacrifice of the gods is this woman. She has already appeared. If you don't sacrifice as soon as possible, the patriarch must know the consequences better than me."

Zhao Ying frowned and glanced at Li Sheng.

Li Sheng's expression was tense, and he calculated in his mind the possibility of rescuing the Duke, Liu Gong, Miss Gu and others.

Well, forget it.

Certainly not possible.

On the altar that day, his stupid duke was dying. After calculating for a long time, he felt that the chances of escaping with his corpse on his back were not too big. Generally, it will be eye-catching, and the chance of him sneaking away will be halved directly. What a skill!

Following Gu Run's words, on the high seat next to the altar, the patriarch and the patriarch looked at each other with a hint of apprehension on their faces.The patriarch nodded, and the two mountain people took a step towards Gu Xiang, bent slightly, stretched out their hands, and made a gesture of please.

Gu Xiang gave the old dog a wink, and followed the mountain people to the altar obediently. As she got closer, she finally saw the appearance of the patriarch and elder of Ningwa village.

The old patriarch was thin and thin. Although his clothes were loose, he could still see the blue veins on his neck, the bones protruding, his face was pale, and his skin was dull like a dead person.

The elder sitting next to him was a middle-aged woman with pale lips, thinning hair, and a pale face. She looked seriously ill.

Gu Xiang simply opened his eyes of insight, and when he looked up, all these people in the high seat were labeled as sick and weak.

The description of the condition is quite complicated, but in summary, this is a serious parasitic disease.

Gu Xiang: "..."

She couldn't help rolling her eyes.

Is it useful to pray to gods and worship Buddha if you don't go to a serious doctor when you get sick?
As for the scarcity of prey in the forest, I don't know why for the time being.

"and many more."

As soon as Gu Xiang walked to the altar, Gu Run suddenly said behind him.

Gu Run raised his eyes and stared at the food box in her hand, "What did you bring?"

"Morning food."

Gu Xiang is neither salty nor bland.

Gu Run showed some anger on his face, and said with a sneer, "Who told you to take it, let it go."

Gu Xiang smiled: "What? God told you, when I went to see him, I couldn't even bring a souvenir?"

Gu Run was stunned, and sneered: "You are also worthy of mentioning a god—"

Gu Xiang raised his eyebrows: "I think, I am quite worthy. Didn't you say that I am the favorite person of the gods? If I am not worthy, who is worthy?"

As she spoke, she opened the food box generously, and took out a piece of fish with a colander.

"I have a lot of confidence in the meals I cook."

A clear and light fragrance scattered with the wind.

The patriarchs and elders on the high seat couldn't help turning sideways, looking around, condescending, they could see from a distance that there was a large pot of soup in the food box, the soup was custard, and all kinds of meat and vegetables were trembling slightly in the soup. Hanging soup, the color is bright and full, making people move their index fingers at a glance.

It has been several months for the patriarch, who has no appetite for any food, throws up what he eats, and sometimes vomits blood, but at this moment, he feels drooling, has an appetite instantly, and has a little bit of a trance, restless, hating Can't go up to drink immediately.

The mountain people who were closer to Gu Xiang in front of the altar couldn't help bowing their heads one by one. I don't know what was put in this soup. It was delicious and sweet. Once the taste entered the nostrils, it felt refreshing and poured into the lungs. , All of a sudden everyone felt hungry.

Gu Xiang smiled: "How about we ask the god? See if it likes it or doesn't like it?"

Gu Run's face was gloomy and she sneered again and again. She was about to speak when she heard a gust of wind above her head.

A gigantic eagle with a wingspan of six to seven meters suddenly swooped down.

Gu Run couldn't control himself completely and let out a scream.

The surrounding mountain people are used to seeing their own condor, but they also breathed a sigh of relief. The scene of the condor preying on livestock during the annual sacrifices involuntarily appeared in their minds. Many hunters were timid after seeing such a scene. Many people have seen it, but they can't help but have nightmares for more than half a month.

What's even more frightening is that these condors really eat people.

The high altar in front is their hunting ground. For many years, except for the patriarch and a few elders, as long as they dare to go up, they will be attacked and hunted by the eagle.

Not to mention outsiders, even our own people in the village have suffered many casualties.

Originally, everyone didn't want to pay attention to these outsiders, but for some reason, smelling such a fragrance, looking at a thin and small girl like Gu Xiang, felt a little uncomfortable.

Hey!
Gu Run reluctantly suppressed his fear, and saw the eagle pounced straight towards Gu Xiang, his eyes lit up, he didn't care about the fear, and applauded in his heart.

That's it, bite her!
There was no fear on Gu Xiang's face. Seeing the giant eagle getting closer, he shook his hand slightly, and the piece of fish was thrown high.

The giant eagle flew across the sky suddenly, grabbed the meat in its mouth and swallowed it, and then gave a clear cry.

The mountain people present knew a little bit about the condor. When they heard the cry, the old and experienced mountain people were all surprised, and they gathered together to speak the local dialect.

Aji said loudly: "Condor likes it very much!"

A group of mountain people turned their heads to look at Gu Xiang, and their expressions were different from before. According to the ancestral teachings passed down for hundreds of years, everyone in the village believed that the divine eagle was the messenger of the god. Doesn't this mean that the god is really very I like Gu Xiang - the food in his hand.

Gu Xiang smiled, and walked towards the altar with big strides, carrying the food box.

Gu Run's heart skipped a beat, and he held back his doubts and anxiety. It doesn't matter. The ceremony of offering sacrifices to the gods in Ningwazhai has been going on for hundreds of years. None of the living creatures that came up as sacrifices survived. Everything alive on the stage is their food.

Even if they are full, they will drag the food away and fall to death in their nests as food reserves.

Gu Run remembered the story he had read in his dream, took a deep breath, stared at Gu Xiang, everything was coming to an end.

Sure enough, with Gu Xiang's footsteps, the eagle's cry became louder and louder, and through the thick fog, many eagles of different shapes could already be seen wandering in mid-air.

Gu Run sneered: "The time has come, the sacrificial ceremony hasn't started yet?"

(End of this chapter)